Yun Duoduo walked in the courtyard of the Guan residence, dodging the patrolling guards as she admired the exquisite details of the courtyard.
When she arrived in the morning, there were many guests gathered at the Guan residence, so she didn't have time to observe the courtyard carefully.
Everyone says the Guan family is a scholarly family, and she wanted to see what would be different about the residence of such a cultured person. It should be a building brimming with humanistic atmosphere and cultural heritage!
The bright moonlight spilled into the courtyard, casting a silvery glow over the Guan residence. The courtyard was spotless, with a small pond in the center, its surface covered with a thin layer of ice.
The cobblestone path was lined with shrubs and plum blossoms, and looked especially serene under the moonlight.
There are four side rooms in total, located in the southwest of Guan Mansion. The side rooms are decorated with rocks, the roofs are covered with glazed tiles, the eaves are carved with exquisite colorful patterns, the window and door frames are made of fine sandalwood, and the door knockers are inlaid with olive-colored jade.
Looking at the architectural style and the decorations around the side rooms, Yun Duoduo felt a little puzzled. "Isn't this Old Master Guan a scholar? Scholars are supposed to be the most principled, so why are the decorations in the side rooms of this courtyard so ostentatious?"
This doesn't look like the residence of a Grand Secretary; it looks more like the home of a nouveau riche.
As she walked, Yun Duoduo suddenly noticed a courtyard that seemed quite out of place in this magnificent setting.
She walked into the courtyard, which was overgrown with weeds. The room was small and dark, and the ground was covered with dense moss.
This is a dark and damp courtyard.
Yun Duoduo saw a faint candlelight flickering inside the small house. The candlelight was as weak as an old man on his last breath, feeble, hopeless, and about to go out.
She gently pushed open the door and went inside.
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The next morning, the sky was clear and the air was fresh. Early in the morning, the servants of the Guan family began to sweep and clean the courtyard.
The sounds of sweeping fallen leaves, cooking in the kitchen, servants talking to each other, and birds chirping all mingled together.
In Guan Qinqin's room, sunlight streamed through the window, casting dappled shadows on the floor.
Guan Qinqin opened her eyes slightly. She felt that she had slept very soundly last night and had a dream that she found unforgettable.
The image of the Crown Prince's incomparably handsome face, his elegant and graceful figure, and his gentle touch towards her, like a spring breeze, appeared before her eyes. Imagining the actions and scenes in her dream, she couldn't help but smile, hugging herself and blushing.
She had never met the Crown Prince, of course; however, she applied the descriptions of unparalleled handsome men from the novels to the Crown Prince in her imagination.
With sword-like eyebrows and bright eyes, a dashing and handsome appearance, elegant and refined, with bright eyes and white teeth, he is as beautiful as jade, a peerless gentleman...
If she really were granted the title of Protector of the Nation Princess...
If she really did marry the Crown Prince, and become that Crown Prince who galloped across the battlefield and was known as the God of War of Nanyang...
If only all of this were true.
She slowly closed her eyes and then opened them again, took a deep breath, and then reluctantly sat up slowly, lifted the bed curtains, and wanted to call the maid to help her wash up.
Regardless, we still have to face reality.
"Ling'er!" Guan Qinqin called out. Her maid Ling'er, who was sleeping beside her, had already woken up.
When Ling'er saw Guan Qinqin peek out from behind the curtain, she was so surprised that she immediately stood up. She pointed at Guan Qinqin's head and froze. She opened her mouth wide and shouted, but no sound came out.
Ling'er rubbed her eyes in alarm, then looked at Guan Qinqin carefully before shouting with difficulty.
Guan Qinqin looked at Ling'er with a puzzled expression, seeing her gesturing wildly and looking terrified and panicked. She asked impatiently, "What's wrong? Say something!"
Ling'er clutched her throat, slumped to the ground, and pounded the ground with all her might, but still couldn't make a sound. Large tears fell from her eyes.
Hearing the noise, the maid who was guarding outside the door also came in with hot water and food.
As soon as he pushed open the door and approached Guan Qinqin, his expression suddenly changed drastically upon seeing her appearance, and he screamed in fright, "Miss!"
Immediately, the basin of hot water for washing the face, the bowl of mung bean and lily porridge, and the bowl of red date soup all fell to the ground, and the glass bottle and white jade bowl shattered on the ground with a crash.
Guan Qinqin's good mood that morning was completely ruined by these maids, and the joy brought by her beautiful dream vanished instantly.
"What's wrong with you guys?!" Guan Qinqin pointed at the two maids standing blankly by her bedside and Ling'er, who was slumped on the ground, and cursed loudly.
"If you don't want to serve me anymore, get out of here now and find a slave trader to sell you off. Don't get in my way!"
These maids are so disrespectful to their mistress. Instead of serving her properly first thing in the morning, they're just making a racket here.
Guan Qinqin was furious. She didn't know why these maids all looked like they had seen a ghost whenever they saw her.
Could it be that she's being haunted?
After this thought crossed her mind, Guan Qinqin's heart pounded. She stiffened and hesitantly turned around. When her eyes fell on the thing on the wall, her body trembled violently. "Ah!"
On the wall was painted a demon's head with its mouth wide open, glaring angrily at the person in front of it. Its sharp, long fangs were exposed, blood was dripping from the corner of its mouth, and its eyes, filled with resentment and desire, were staring at her viciously.
This is what the demons of hell look like.
Beside the large, blood-stained devil's head were two hideously ugly, flamboyant black characters: "Heavenly Wrath!"
Guan Qinqin was so frightened that her face turned pale, and she trembled as she rolled off the bed, clutching the blanket around her.
"What happened?"
"Heaven's wrath?!"
"What is this thing? Quick, get rid of it!" Guan Qinqin screamed, clutching her head.
Her eyes widened in fear as she crawled under the dressing table and huddled in a ball.
"Who did this?!" Guan Qinqin shouted, her whole body trembling with fear.
"Someone come here! Quickly, chase it away!"
Guan Qinqin trembled all over. Seeing the three maids still standing there dumbfounded, she was even more furious. "Are you all dead? Why aren't you calling for help?!"
(Thank you for your encouragement, my darlings! You are my motivation! Thank you for your companionship, I will continue to work hard! I'm currently working on saving up chapters, and I'm giving you a heads-up that there will be a big update during the May Day holiday—five chapters a day!)
(This author is amazing; they really update like crazy on holidays!)
(Are you looking forward to May Day? With spring in full bloom, may your little ones be happy and joyful every day!)
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